Eyes black as a starless sky.
Eyes hauntingly devoid of light.
Her prowl, completely without clink or clamor.
She presides over all she sees and claims
without ever needing to growl, or even speak:
All fall prostrate before her.
MR
2014-0617
This is a virtual cafe where all ideas are entertained all facts discerned, all topics discussed. And just because the proprietor has a passion for Christ, books, and the Acoustic guitar, that doesn't mean you can't veer wildly off into different subjects. So, come in, have a coffee (imported especially from Verble's finca in El Salvador), and talk about whatever you want.
Eyes black as a starless sky.
Eyes hauntingly devoid of light.
Her prowl, completely without clink or clamor.
She presides over all she sees and claims
without ever needing to growl, or even speak:
All fall prostrate before her.
MR
2014-0617
Ching O'Madre: All I can say is that all these touchy-feely feel good "be true to yourself" "be happy" messages just leave me more miserable than ever.
Dever Dodd: Why do you think that is?
Ching O'Madre: I call it the "Curse of Unrealistic Aspirations"
Clare O'Casey: I hear that.
... found in an old notebook, undated, but concurrent passages are from June of 2019.
Title "The Soundtrack of Our Lives"
[Stanza is further down the page, indicating that it would be the final or penultimate stanza ...]
And if I keep my arms wrapped
Around this corner of the sky
You will know you have a home
As you go sailing by
MR
2019-06XX
Saw this on Prime. Thought we hadn't seen it. Wife thought we had, but wasn't sure, so we watched it.
Unfortunately, I hit the wrong button and bought the damn thing for $20. This was in the middle of the COVID epidemic and we hadn't been to the theatre in months, so I was thinking we'd already saved more than that by just not going.
To be honest, after watching it, I still can't tell if we've seen it or not. Until I was looking through an old notebook and on a page where other notes referenced dates of April 2019, there was written: THE GIRL IN THE SPIDERS WEB - CLAIRE FOY
This either indicates we did see it and I had planned to write about it, or I had seen the promo and intended to watch it.
Either way, this move is, for the most part, forgettable. Only the opening scene of her brutalizing the abuser has any sort of real tension, and even that seems a bit contrived. The whole "you left me in the hands of our molestor/father so I hate you but it made me a powerful woman hell bent on world domination" theme is hard to follow. Especially since the time frame is all wrong. By the time Lisbeth was rescuing young girls from molester fathers, her older sister was already an adult as well. So there is no real point to this whole mess of a movie.
But, I must admit, Claire Foy does indeed have the sexiest pout I think I've ever seen. Just had to throw that in there. But even that pout can not carry this clunker of a movie. Go watch "Inglorious Basterds" again if you want your cool action violent revenge fix.
Niall Carter sits back on his stool at the counter and says, "They say it's a fine line between genius and madness. I think I just erased it."
Found in a notebook, a song tentatively entitled "Arapaho"
Oh sappa sappa - you live like a rappa
Got your presents in a wrappa
Never gonna suffah
Live like a rappa-HO!
[seems like there was the idea of making a Native American chant into a rap]
MR
2019-0513
I was looking through an old notebook and found this written, dated 06/18/2014
"Uruguay blamed their loss to Costa Rica on the confiscation of their dulce de leche by Brazilian customs officials."
That was the only note. I think I meant to look further into that. It was just so odd.
One comment that springs to mind is, "Wow! What's in that Dulce de Leche?!"
When I entered the note into a Google search, I found this article:
https://www.bbc.com/news/world-latin-america-27889343?print=true